Girl Talk Extends North American Tour and Announces Miami Gig May 19

A night out with sample-happy psycho Girl Talk (AKA Gregg Gillis) is never gentle.

Imagine your brain being force-fed 36 hours of music in 36 minutes, pushed to the brink of seizure, and then fucked by a superpowered laptop that's been wrapped in plastic to protect it from all kinds of bodily fluids, like spit and sweat and, um, other stuff.

Basically, the live Girl Talk experience is a manic mashup of outsized arena spectacle and orgiastic rave. And after 22 consecutive sold-out shows, Gillis is extending his pheremone-soaked North American spree by scheduling another 38 sweaty encounters, including a gig at the Fillmore Miami Beach May 19.

A former biomedical engineer from Pittsburgh turned professional master of mischief, Gillis's recorded product is just as spastic, oversexed, and gloriously brutal as the stage performance. But it's also executed with an almost inhuman level of precision.

The front (left) and back (right) cover art for Girl Talk's newest album All Day.

Searching pop music's every orifice for fresh free samples, Gillis collects and catalogs hundreds of song snippets on his laptop before feeding them through the sonic hadron collider that's housed inside his skull. It's a simple, magic method. And so far, it's spawned five albums.

Last year's freely downloadable full-length, All Day, is the newest and most intricate experiment that he's ever pulled off. Released via Gillis's own Illegal Art label, the record's a 71-minute miracle maneuver involving a grand total of 373 individual samples (2 Live Crew to Miley Cyrus to Devo), all forced into ingeniously perverted, promiscuous pairings.

And as always, Gillis didn't pay for any kind of copyright permission. So this whole Girl Talk project isn't just "orgiastic," "spastic," and "magic." It's criminal too.